Flailing Flex
All I know is death cos I murda ERYTING
Wit a pandemic flow and a deadly melody
I been ready to release a fever on these beats
Til there's zombies in the streets and I got the C.D.C.
On helicopters to Belize droppin bodies in the sea
Cos their shoddy quarantines are overflowin wit disease
Open soars & pores that bleed. Royal Forces on the scene
Wit NO remorse or loyalty for the victims as they grieve
Mostly poor or refugees gettin cornered by police
Cos they can't afford the fees at the ports or shores to leave
So they pour into the streets like a swarm of poison bees
Waging war on the Marines and their fortress of machines
Morphin corpses into fiends - I'm like Morpheus - my dream
Is to lead a revolution for the future of emcees
So my musical influence is included wit the kings
I'm the best that eva did it, one of few who really lived it
Was a menace-to-society before I dodged conviction
Man, I'm fly without a ticket and you high as Shia Leboeuf
If you thinkin you can fuck wit my rhymes than try ya luck
Cos I'm dyin to line em up and leave em slumped in pints of blood
Right in front of eyes they love such as wives and tiny sons
I'm a diamond in the rough, but I got the 'Midas Touch'
Wit an underground style like I found it in the mud
I'm as foul wit these vowels as they muthafukin come!
Blowin loud by the ounce as I lounge in the sun
Wit a mountain of bud, I'm the falcon above
You're the mouse on the ground lookin out for my lunch
If a challenger comes there'll be gallons of blood
Every calendar-month I be baggin em up
Nigga what?!?!
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Quote:
"Why have enemies, when you can have friends?"
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Last edited by ACTIVATE SELF; 06-13-2018 at 06:08 PM.
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